The Baron von Fieffelfalsfaffel

Age: Somewhat past his prime, but doesn't know itSpecies: Human

The Baron von Fieffelfalsfaffel is a denizen of the Undercity, and has
at the behest of Queen Elspeth carried out several
dangerous missions.
These missions usually take him to remote, underpopulated places with
fierce climates very far from the Undercity. The baron takes this as a
sign of the queen's immense belief in his abilities. While other
courtiers tremble as the queen opens her feared "Directory of Remote,
Underpopulated Places with a Fierce Climate Very Far from the Undercity"
in search of a suitable assignment, the baron finds such occasions
ground for a parade of trusty men and long dinner talks. The learned
alchymist Ioannes once held forth that the baron's IQ exactly matched
his manhood, which caused the baron to blush and beam for all the wrong
reasons. (The basic measures in the Undercity are comparable to the
basic units of our metric and psychological systems. Although they do
they use a pentagonal numbering system.)

The learned reader will know that Witch Queen Elspeth's realm has no
geographical boundaries. Thus the title "baron" as used in the Undercity
is not equivalent of the same title in England, where it meant a one
who had his lands directly from the king or queen. The title is akin to
the later Norwegian baron, who replaced the earlier jarls. A jarl
("earl") held great lands in his own right, and his allegiance to the
king was a matter decided by honour, negotiations or war. Our Baron is
the first to use this newfangled title (he thought he needed something
grander). His father, the old Earl Tankbarth IV Fieffelfalsfaffel,
although abdicated, still lives (and indeed does all the saying of laws,
settling of disputes and chopping of heads - that is, work - back in the
old country, while his son and his guard struts around court.

Baron von Fieffelfalsfaffel is stinking rich. He has the squarest jaw in
Europe, the greatest libido of the Middle Ages, the campiest dressed
guardsmen before the Janissaries, is an eminent fencer, an athlete, a
reknowned braggart, suffers from a selective dyslexia that makes it
impossible for him to understand the word "no", has a bad hait of
putting his foot where his mouth is, and is the living horror of every
woman born with a brain.

If there is one single, foolhardy stunt of derring-do that has marked
the baron as a brave man in the eyes of his fellow nobles, it must be
this: ever since he came to court, he's been wooing the deadly Countess Alcydia. So far, he has only
missing teeth to show for his efforts. Being who he is, he takes such lover's tiffs
as
strong encouragement.

Bio

The baron met Tamlin, Atra, Jake and - above all - Ragna when he served as Ambassador of the Undercity in Iceland, a remote, underpopulated
place with a fierce climate. Under instructions from his Queen and under
the misconception that the gang was reknown knights in the service of
Duke Henry, the baron took part in the liberation of the kidnapped
Guðrún and the demolition of Alcydia's castle
Rimur. Tasked with bringing Alcydia back to trial at court, he was of course soon
convinced of her innocence.

During the gang's stay at the embassy, the baron (of course) had, or
tried to have, a flirtatious affair with Ragna. It is not unthinkable that Ragna's
son Harold is actually the baron's instead of Tamlin's as both Tamlin and Ragna seem
to
believe.

Also present in the embassy was Krakatoa, serving as
the Ambassador's personal secretary (which means, she ran the place). Her being young
and inexperienced (and demonstrating frightening martial skills with the
codfish) the baron made his best to pretend she was air.

Lately, the Baron seems to be having more success in his attempts to woo the
countess, although this is not stopping him from approaching other women, including
Kel.

(Created by Geir Strøm and Daniel Østvold, the good Baron is on loan, so to speak.
Thanks to Geir for the biographical information)